Everything I'm about to say here is true. Part of it is also funny. But it is true.

I'm from Melrose, MN, and I live just down the road from Oak Hill Cemetary(dates from the Civil War-Today). Anyway, I was up there investigating on my own(not the smartest thing I ever did, but I did it anyway). As I was finishing up the EVP work, I was given a wedgie. Yes, a wedgie. That was one of the most unusual things that's ever happened to me, paranormal or otherwise. So I got out of there pretty fast. Didn't catch any EVP, any pictures, nothing, but I got wedgied pretty good. :blink: Let's just say I won't be doing this alone again.

lol i sure sure u werent just nervous and ur ass cheaks were sweating and your boxers slipped between them suddenly? lol sounds like a story to tell your grandkids someday though, must have been kind of neat though.

LOL thats one I havent heard before.
Seen pants unzipped though. Thats close but a wedigie never feels good :P
A swilrey would be neat to catch on hi-8 :P :P